(As a note, I don't own any Naruto characters and I'm not associated with Masashi Kishimoto in any way. The following story is only a fan's depicted view. Phew, with that outta the way, now I won't have lawsuits on top of me!) By the way I hope you enjoy my first ever fanfic for Naruto, don't forget to review!

I am Nenin Hugeato, one of the surviving members of the Hugeato clan after they were unexpectedly murdered by my ruthless sister. I was just assigned a C class mission to recover an item of apparent value. Exiting the village, I headed toward the given location of this object of value. Everything seemed peaceful, swaying trees, bushes, calming sounds...

"All is normal..." I mentioned to myself, however, I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings.

"Not for long!" Yelled a mysterious, yet familiar voice. A figure popped out of the trees, too fast for me to recognize, he was about to assault me, so I readied my Huqe Sword for battle. His weapon... Bluish, tall, and.. And detailed! I barely blocked his half-spear with my katana! I looked upon his eyes... I saw a clear image. Him, Sironar.. Plyden, predicted my block, I saw it in his eyes. Suddenly, another half-spear that appears to be a replica of the first lunged at the right side of my stomach! I reacted to my instincts, grabbed a kunai and blocked his second attack. With my strength, I held on, if I didn't pull through, I would be a goner.

"Fool! You disgraced our clan! You're a traitor, just as Deyanira!" He shouted, even though he's right here, attempting to jab two half-spears into me. He flipped back, and I stood back, hand on ground, other on my Huqe Sword, just as he predicted. He ran toward me, half-spears ready for another assault.

"You betrayed us! You let your sister kill all of us!"

"You deserted us and left us to rot!" I saw tears in his eyes... He did not expect this, neither can the Plyden do that too, it predicts actions, not feelings... He was angry; he let his emotions overthrow himself.

We fought greatly, he knew my every move, as if he knew my techniques, but that's the power of Plyden. Eventually, his Plyden worn out, his eyes returned to a normal state. He was weakening; soon, he passed out and collapsed to the ground, his half-spears next to him. I took the opportunity to examine him, it's been long... Way too long since I last saw him, when my clan was alive. I started at his torso, it's familiar, it's the uniform for the Hugeato family, and I still have mine. Although what startled me the most was his half-spears. It's tip, the structure, it was made to terrorize and kill. And I would have been another victim to its wrath if I didn't counter attack. I realized that, these half-spears connect to create one huge spear.

After a few minutes of watching him, he awoke. He was speechless.

". . ."

". . ."

"Nenin..." He whispered, showing almost no emotion on his face.

"Y-Yes?" I hesitantly replied, not knowing what he'll be asking.

"I-I'm sorry..." He apologized, honestly. I know this; he had a regretful face on him.

"D-do you know where Deyanira i-is?" He wasn't sure that he asked the right question.

"No, I-I don't know, I'm trying to chase after her, for what she's done to us." I, I thought it would be reasonable to tell him that I was chasing her, but.. The missions are blocking my goals of capturing her.

"N-Nenin..." He drawled out my name... He was speechless, he was frightened by something... Or someone... I could tell; I could sense it.

"P-Please, h-help me... She, Dey-Deyanira will pay... S-She killed our family..." He sounded desperate, and, I wanted to help, my sister is responsible for my family's deaths, after all! I helped him get back up, he grabbed his spear and sheathed it on his back, it's almost as tall as him!

"I will help..." I paused for a moment, unsure what to say next or how Sironar will react.

"Together, we will..." It didn't sound like I was confident in my words, did I? I did want to help, we will bring Deyanira to justice, and she will cough up the truth! It's all we wanted; all we desired now... Our entire family has been murdered, and now it lies in our hands to bring the culprit down.

". . ." I became speechless like him.. And for minutes, we've just stared at each other, not knowing what to do next. I looked away for a second, to gather my thoughts. When I looked back, he was crying again, this time, worse. So, he hugged me near my chest, I, I honestly didn't know what to say or how to cheer him up... But, my--our family is gone forever, I guess its natural...

We stood there, on the ground.. No villages, no buildings, no one nearby, just us. He looked up at me, red-veined eyes, tears falling and quietly said...

"W-We'll find her..." He wiped off the tears on his eyes and took his arms away... I figured that I had to cheer him up, somehow. He looked away and only turned his head down. I saw his bandanna tied around his neck. He glanced at the grass blades swaying with the breeze for a moment and turned back at me, with a smirk on his face.

"Catch me, if you can!" He immediately started running after, forcing me to chase after him. So, I guess it's like the old times, when everyone was still alive.

This marks a start of a reunion, with my younger cousin. And an endless adventure. Maybe, some day, we will find Deyanira and end all this torment and suffering.